In the midst of the Second World War, Second Lieutenant Bernard Stock finds himself thrust into a world of danger, duty, and unimaginable courage. As a member of the Royal Engineers, his initial assignment is to help construct an airfield in northern France. Little does he know that his journey is about to take a thrilling turn.
With the German army closing in on the airfield, Lieutenant Stock receives a chilling order: destroy the very airfield he has laboured to build. A daunting task that would test the spirit of a lesser man, but Lieutenant Stock’s unwavering determination and sense of duty propel him forward.
Amidst the chaos and uncertainty of war, Lieutenant Stock’s path intertwines with that of a mysterious civilian harbouring vital secrets. Together, they embark on a treacherous escape, racing against time to reach the safety of England. Their daring exploits and narrow escapes forge a bond that will forever change their lives.
But Lieutenant Stock’s extraordinary journey is far from over. Recognised for his exceptional feats, he catches the attention of an all-powerful admiral who thrusts him into even more perilous missions. From infiltrating enemy territory to risking it all in a dangerous quest to destroy a fuel depot, Lieutenant Stock’s bravery knows no bounds.
As the flames of war rage around him, Lieutenant Stock emerges as an unwitting hero, hailed for his indomitable spirit and unwavering resolve. Amidst the chaos and sacrifice, he finds a glimmer of hope—a chance encounter that leads him to his future wife.
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Author Bio:
1955 turned out to be one of the great classic years for ruby port and was the same year that Douglas Roberts was born, albeit in the chilly climes of London during December. His mother used to take delight in reminding all and sundry that it really was the longest night of the year; not just for her but also for the rest of the inhabitants of the northern hemisphere. His father was a sanguine man whose ethos of ‘work hard, play hard’ in that order, purportedly celebrated the birth of his only child by buying drinks for the entire rugby club; while Douglas was still wet behind the ears.